I Really Didn’t Want to Be the Savior Chapter 692: Young Zheng Feng’s Melancholy

According to the competition rules, teams that successfully pass the first round of the academy's assessment and enter the next round of competition will have one day off.

It stands to reason that the Flying Tigers should get together now to sum up the wins and losses of the previous round and make some previews for the next round.

But Zheng Feng absently announced the disbandment in place.

Others wanted to ask him what was wrong, but when they saw his worried expression, they didn't dare to speak. They only thought to themselves how strict the captain was and how beautiful he was at winning.

Back to the dormitory alone, Zheng Feng lay on the sofa bored.

He doesn't know what's wrong with him either.

After coming out of the virtual space of the competition, he would occasionally recall the unfinished "Morrowind II" mothership ship.

It is obviously just a mothership that was randomly designed under the control of a biological tool generated by the main brain simulation in a virtual training mission. What is worth caring about?

But that image is lingering, like a nightmare.

Besides that, deep down, he was constantly asking himself a lot of questions that were almost impossible to answer.

What's wrong with me?

He doesn't know why, but he's always uneasy.

Zheng Feng turned on the medical self-examination system and gave himself a holographic scan and mental state monitoring.

The measured report shows that his state is very normal, even a little too normal.

Ding dong.

The doorbell rings.

Ding Hu is here.

After entering the door, Brother Hu kept boasting, "You did a good job today, and I will continue to work hard."

Zheng Feng looked up at Ding Hu, with a forced smile on his face, "Brother Hu, let me ask you something."

"What? Say."

"Do you think the queen of microscopic termites is life?"

"Of course."

"What if it's an ant queen simulated by a master brain in a virtual space?"

"Uh, that depends on whether we define the main brain Fanxing as a life. Based on the current knowledge of the scientific community, combined with the many mechanical civilizations we have dealt with, Fanxing should be regarded as life. So The virtual queen is also considered.”

"Is that ant queen an intelligent life like humans?"

Ding Hu shook his head decisively, "Of course not."

Zheng Feng smiled: "However, if the life of this group of microscopic termites is just a natural phenomenon in the universe. If the microscopic termites decompose and reorganize the wreckage of ships, it is just the same cosmic law as the birth and extinction of stars. That person has gone through life to death, isn't it actually the same? Isn't it true that people fall in love several times in their lifetime, consume some oxygen, spit out some carbon dioxide, and if they are lucky, maybe they can leave a descendant, but that's all That's it."

"Perhaps the history of human beings can be longer than that of microscopic ants, but if the reference time is extended to infinity, it is assumed that human civilization will die out in the universe sooner or later. So what is the difference between humans and microscopic ants? What is the difference between our transformation of the planet, the absorption of dark energy pools, the exploration of triple space and real energy, the law of life and death of a star, and the collision and entanglement of two galaxies? Finally, why does man exist?”

"Huh?" Ding Hu gave Zheng Feng this series of philosophical questions, confused.

Brother Hu thought about it for a long time, "People are still different. They have emotions and desires."

Zheng Feng shook his head with a smile, and then asked, "Brother Hu, do you say people can live forever?"

Ding Hu was able to answer decisively: "The cryonics technology only steals life from time, but even if it is frozen, the human brain will still collapse one day, and people will never live forever."

"Since everyone dies, what's the difference between that person's corpse and a dry branch?"

"There is no difference."

"Is there a difference in the definition of life between dry branches and burnt charcoal?"

"No."

"At the moment of death, a living person becomes a meteorite in the universe. There is no essential difference between that person and a meteorite floating in the universe. One day in the future, even if we After winning this war, civilization can continue to exist for countless billions of years, but one day, when the lifespan of the universe comes to an end, and human beings cannot break through the boundaries of the universe like a critical civilization, then human beings must disappear. Everyone is dead, and the universe returns to silence. So what is the meaning of human civilization? Just to help the universe increase entropy faster?"

Chen Feng's series of questions made Ding Hu completely explode.

"Well, if you have nothing to do, you should rest early, have a good night's sleep, and don't think about it. There will be a game in the morning the day after tomorrow, so I will leave beforehand."

Ding Hu turned his head and ran after saying hello, but his heart had already started to growl.

Something went wrong!

Something big! This stuff is a monster!

Ding Hu felt that he could only ask the audience for help.

After a while, Zhou Donglai, Andre, Zheng Yifeng, and Tang Tianxin all broke into Ding Hu's emergency discussion group.

In addition to this small discussion group, there are as many as millions of current and former scholars who have held key positions in the Sage Project.

Ding Hu threw Zheng Feng's question out, but he couldn't get the answer, but found that Zhou Donglai, Andre and Zheng Yifeng left the chat room on the spot, leaving only him and Tang Tianxin The two "juniors" looked at each other.

On the other side, the discussions among countless scholars were in full swing, and finally Dong Shan made a conclusion.

"This is a good thing, it shows that Zheng Feng has begun to take the initiative to consider the fate of human civilization. His problem is not complicated, he just needs to make another assumption to break it. He assumes that human beings are destined to perish, even if not. In the hands of the compound eye, it will also perish in the demise of time and the universe."

"If his assumption is true, then we are really no different from microscopic termites. But if human beings can continue to exist in some form after our present universe dies, our history is not cut off, It's a whole new page."

"Then it naturally means that human civilization has broken through the boundaries of the universe in terms of philosophy and physics. When human beings become a critical civilization or even a super civilization, and the lifespan of civilization exceeds the universe, human beings are connected with stars and space. Natural phenomena such as meteorites and background radiation under the laws of the universe are naturally distinguished.”

"The sage's subconscious must have observed our current situation, that it is no longer a fantasy for mankind to defeat the compound eye, and began to think about the future. His subconscious is thinking about the way to make mankind eternal. As expected A sage! He really has foresight and foresight, and he worries before the world's worries."

Dong Shan's words caused a thousand waves.

Zheng Feng didn't get a satisfactory answer, and he didn't know that a large group of people were getting excited because of their inexplicable "sadness in spring and autumn".

No words, no sleep.

Since he couldn't fall asleep, Zheng Feng simply got up from the bed, activated the cramming artifact, and once again immersed himself in the sea of ​​difficult books.

Don't tell me, this trick really works.

As soon as he opened the book "Detailed Explanation of Alloy Coupling and Real Energy Effects", the murmur of constant questions in his mind disappeared instantly, and the mothership also disappeared, replaced by unparalleled focus.

Waiting for Zheng Feng to recover, 12 hours had passed, and it was exactly eight o'clock the next morning.

After studying hard all night, his brain seemed to be a little swollen. He rubbed his temples, got up and stretched, which made him feel a lot more comfortable.

Zheng Feng went through it in his mind, and suddenly realized that he only took 12 hours last night to complete the obscure course that originally planned to take at least ten days and a total of one hundred hours.

He was a little unconfident at first, thinking that he had only learned half-understood.

He flipped open the book again and picked up some questions, and he really knew it.

Zheng Feng scratched his head, carefully recalling this ignorant night.

Mr. Xiaowei is still the same Xiaowei, she has not changed, but herself has changed.

My comprehension ability has inexplicably increased a lot.

On the road of learning, it seems that there are man-eating tigers behind the buttocks chasing and persecuting, and it seems that there are more old horses leading the way.

Although I don't understand what's going on, it's not a bad thing to become stronger. Zheng Feng decided to stop tangled and do another thing.

He first identified the information in his brain, entered the form of the "Morrowind No. 2" that had been floating around in his mind into the network, and then clicked on the huge comprehensive data retrieval database of the main brain, and tried to compare this ship. In the form of the mothership, go to the historical database to see if you can figure out what kind of ghost ship this is, and the ghosts can still be haunted.

Because he designed the comparison range to be too large, including almost all the large, medium and small ships that humans have built since ancient times, the main brain's reaction speed was slightly slow, and the evaluation result was given after a full five seconds.

Zheng Feng was shocked.

There is not a single spacecraft with a similarity of more than 9999.

Even if they look alike, there are some differences that cannot be ignored.

This means that "Morrowind II" has never actually appeared in history.

He couldn't find the results for two reasons.

First, the words "Morrowind No. 2" only exist in the database related to the Sage Project, and are blocked from him. At the beginning, Chen Feng only drew "Chenfeng No. 2" by hand in his autobiography, but it only had an outline and could not be used as a standard reference for simulation modeling. Of course, even if Chen Feng did draw exactly the same thing back then, Zheng Feng would not be able to find it now.

Secondly, that is the huge number of human beings, and the number of ships built in history is so large, but there is really no one that meets this wonderful coincidence.

After all, from the perspective of ship engineering theory, the original Chenfeng 2 was just a "graffiti work" by Chen Feng, a half-baked ship designer. Less relevant details can not stand scrutiny and need to be improved.

"Are you okay, Captain?"

In the exclusive training room of the promotion team, Li Qingqing looked at Zheng Feng with a slightly worried look and asked carefully.

The night has passed, why is the captain still in this state of doubts, can we do it tomorrow?

Zheng Feng smiled reluctantly, he didn't know whether his state was good or bad.

The ability to learn is enhanced, which is a good thing.

But as soon as I put down the book, there is always a murmur in my head, it is difficult to concentrate, and I always feel that something is going to come out of my heart.

I really want to try to pull it, but I can't figure it out, as if my daughter-in-law hid her shoes in an unknown place when she was picking up the kiss.

Seeing that the rematch of the military competition is imminent, this is obviously a bad thing.

"It's nothing, let's start training. We have generally trained the competition modes that may appear in the semi-finals. Whether it is infiltrating special warfare or simulating business management, we have some experience. So now we have to strengthen is the other extreme."

He waved his hand and said so.

"What's the situation?" Edgar Julian leaned over and asked.

Zheng Feng shrugged, "It's your performance when I lose my combat effectiveness, or fall into a coma and can no longer function."

Edgar was beaming at first, then embarrassed, "Uh, what do you mean, Captain."

Zheng Feng looked at him, "For example, you Edgar, I know you are quite proud. Now I am stronger than you and can hold you down, so you can still listen to me. But if I can no longer give orders, you guys We have to find a way to accommodate each other, cooperate earnestly, and minimize the loss of our team's ability as much as possible."

This is what Zheng Feng thought of being lazy.

He's not sure if he'll be back to normal tomorrow.

Just in case, simply start training today, let the team members adapt to the state of not having a captain in advance, and by the way, be lazy today and see if you can adjust it back.

According to the previous rules, when Zheng Feng is unable to exercise the captain's authority, Matta Nicklaus will act as the captain.

The little girl, Mata, was terrified, but she took the risk.

After a day of training, the Flying Tigers team members are full of looks.

What task execution is not in place; the speed of decision-making is too slow or too fast; the understanding of other team members' abilities is not thorough enough, and there is a wrong judgment when formulating strategies; everyone's opinions and judgments in their own personal professional fields are different from others. Considerations from other perspectives have conflicted again; when the basket is out, the pot starts to throw the pot, which leads to infighting and other miscellaneous problems, all of which have come out. The difference from yesterday's strong team, which was banned from full combat power, is an S-class. The simulation mission was not completed either.

When it came to the end, Zheng Feng also frowned. He called everyone to him and said earnestly: "Obviously, you guys are very dependent on me, but this doesn't make me happy. Tomorrow... forget it and see it tomorrow."

With the sound of a thumping drum, the second round of the First Pioneer Academy Trials, that is, the 80-to-20 finals in the academy began.

Unlike yesterday, this is a tower-climbing competition.

The 80 selected teams will be thrown simultaneously into an identical ~IndoMTL.com~ but separate mission space.

Participating teams need to continuously complete one specific task after another in a marathon style, involving various types of difficult tasks such as architectural planning, production management, operation and construction, latent operations, and special operations.

A total of 99 missions need to be completed by each team. The result of the game is determined based on the time it takes for each team to complete all tasks.

The first to complete all the tasks and reach the final goal is naturally the champion, and the latter are arranged in order.

Tower climbing competition has always been regarded as the mode that most tests the comprehensive ability of the combat team, after all, all aspects can be involved.

Compared with the preliminaries the day before yesterday, more people inside and outside the academy were paying attention to the Flying Tigers.

Whether you know the sage's plan or not, you can't help but focus on this group of people.

But something unexpected happened.

While the captains of other teams began to intensively analyze the details of the tasks in front of them and issued various orders to the team members, Zheng Feng sat down with his legs crossed, "I can't do it anymore, I'll leave it to you."

Poor little flying tiger looked at each other.

The captain seems to be lying dead!

He's coming for real!

Seeing everyone stunned, Zheng Feng smiled bitterly.

Can't really blame him.

He can't do anything about it. Since entering this virtual space, the noise in his mind has become more violent.

He also finally realized a very serious problem.

Looks like, when the game ended the day before yesterday and I exited the virtual space, there was something in my head.

Probably the queen's consciousness.

Now that my personality has returned to the virtual space of the main brain starry, the ant queen is more active.